Assistant (to the) editor

By Melissa Tucker

The Christmas party

Posted December 21, 2007

What's a Christmas party without a karaoke contest?

Not a party, that's what.

So, having dodged that un-party bullet, we soldiered on winning door prizes and dancing to music from all decades.

But probably the worst moment of the party came for me when I walked in the door and was informed I was guest number 14.

Then I found out guest number 15 would win a prize.

This was probably the first Christmas party I've ever been to where one of the first words I uttered was an expletive.

But, thankfully, the party improved from there.

I later won a door prize -- two tickets to Cirque du Soleil at Alltel. Not too shabby. Hopefully I won't lose them between now and March.

Then we played this crazy Dirty Santa game where half of the Sync staff ended up with their own gift. Kind of weird how that worked. None of us really started with our own gifts....

And someone brought these racy panties as a gift -- that was super awkward to pass around with all of your co-workers watching.

Really.

Later I made a fool out of myself in many different ways, such as:

1. Pretending to be 12 again and rocking out to Bon Jovi's "Living on a Prayer." I got some weird looks but it was fun for me. And, I'm not certain, but I think that's all that matters.

2. Pretending to know how to do the Safety Dance. Somehow I missed that 80s pop culture reference. Probably because my parents never subscribed to cable and therefore I never saw it on the MTV.

3. Attempting to sing "Somebody to Love" with B. Scott. That didn't go as well as I thought it would.

I'm lucky to have such fun co-workers who likely won't think less of me for these shenanigans — because I have to see them all again today at work.